Sun Mote Copse Along the skyline

She didn't quite see the embrace coming, so she grunted in surprise before relaxing into it with a dry huff of laughter. As Niamh manhandled her, Towhee made a note to check in more often. She had meant to do that, following their last talk, but life had come between them. Her mind wandered to Wraen and that single night when the three of them had stolen away together. It had been so good for them. They really needed to make more times for nights like that, even if it was just the two of them now.

When Niamh pulled away and quipped about apologizing to the whole pack in one fell swoop, Towhee merely gave her a crooked smile and a nudge. How and when the Regent decided to apologize was entirely personal, though the Sovereign approved of the sentiment. She nipped at the pale ruff of fur framing her friend's face and tried to think of something they could do together. Towhee still wanted to talk to Fen, though there was no particular rush.

-"Let's get out of here for a bit, maybe hunt or something. Those caches aren't gonna refill themselves,"- she invited, taking a few spry steps before looking back at Niamh.